Clouds obscure days and
Nights but the sun appears to
Turn darkness to light.
Becky’s Haiku: Darkened Clouds
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Becky’s Pantoum: On a Frigid Winter Day
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On a frigid winter day
I peered into the brilliant blue sky;
Twas a rainbow in vivid lemon array
Stretching far and reaching high.
I peered into the brilliant blue sky
Feeling a sharp blustery breeze
Stretching far and reaching high
Over the pines and leafless trees.
Feeling a sharp blustery breeze
In the midst of this frozen land.
Over the pines and leafless trees
Ice crystals reflecting and refracting the sun.
In the midst of this frozen land
Twas a rainbow in vivid lemon array:
Ice crystals reflecting and refracting the sun
On a frigid winter day.
Becky’s Pantoum: On a Warm Summer Day
While studying about poetry, I learned about a new form of poem known as a pantoum. Such a poem can contain a number of stanzas with each stanza making up 4 lines. The rule is to repeat the lines and in doing so link the stanzas together into a continuing story. Repetitive phrases begin in the 2nd stanza as the second and fourth lines of the first stanza become the first and third lines of the next stanza. Follow that pattern with each new stanza until the last. In the last stanza the 2nd and 4th line of the previous refrain still become the 1st and 3rd lines in the final stanza and then also the 1st and 3rd lines of the very first stanza become the 4th and 2nd lines of the last stanza respectively. The poem is linked together in one narrative, or story, with the very first phrase of the poem becoming also the conclusion.
On a warm summer day
The lemon orbed sun had dawned
Stretching its transparent rays
To softly caress the ground.
The lemon orbed sun dawned
Waking the robins and chickadees to sing;
To softly caress the ground
While a twittering chorus does ring.
Waking the robins and chickadees to sing,
The sun continues to rise;
While a twittering chorus rings
Filling the endless prairie sky.
The sun continues to rise
Stretching its transparent rays;
Filling the endless prairie sky
On a warm summer day.
Dawn’s Gleaming Light
One morning I awoke just before
The dawn’s gleaming light.
Darkness clung like a thorny blackberry
Briar and I thought, “Lo, it’s still night.”
Then eventually as daylight streamed
I glimpsed the grayish, cloud-filled sky;
How I so wished to see more sun
And watch the glowing orb journey and rise.
How I deeply yearned to be caressed by
Its’ stretching rays of warmth;
Like listening once again to the familiar
Sound of my mother’s soft spoken voice.
The gentleness of her laughter and to
Hear glad-laden words from her lips depart
Would undoubtedly uplift my downturned
Spirit and quicken my beating heart.
How long ago memories do so
Gently prick and needle me
As I rest and remember how
My childhood life used to be.
But lo, I realized with a sudden start
As a new thought occurred and
Did quicken my heart.
The Lord has blessed me with
Another sunshine-filled new day
To cherish it thankfully
And grasp joy along the way.
So, as I gaze upon the dawn’s
Early gleaming light.
I’ll arise, embark on a journey
Letting the Lord be my friend and guide.
Becky’s Haiku: Beneath the Moonlight
Sun fades into night;
A dark reflection appears
Beneath the moonlight.
I have just attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “sun” and “moon”. I am enjoying the challenge of putting different and even opposite words in such a short poem. If you like challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept Ronovan’s latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/
I am also participating in a photo challenge this week with the word “reflection”. This certainly adds a bit more challenge to the haiku! To find out more about word photo challenges visit this site: https://thearanartisan.com/photo-challenge-words-2016/
Becky’s Freku: The Sun between the Trees
One day, I went on a stroll along a new path
In hopes of a journey that in my memory will last.
I entered the woods walking, as usual alone, and all the while
Following a narrowly rutted trail.
Upon the ground I kept my eyes ever so keen
Trying not to stumble on the limbs of fallen trees.
I often feel a bit off-balanced and a little clumsy
That the smallest obstruction could render me to my knees.
So very studiously I kept my eyes appealed
For any low-lying obstacle along this trail.
As I stepped carefully along the way
I was surrounded by the emerald greenery of the trees
That towered, swished, and swayed.
Finally I did gaze upward through the leaf-laden trees
Which whispered and swayed in the gentle breeze.
And lo, wouldn’t you know?
The Specter that was peering at me far below?
The glowing sun was so brightly beaming
Like a brilliant iris through the trees was gleaming
Beneath that vast deep blue canvas
Of the high vaulted sky far above us.
And in that gentle and tranquil moment I did know
That the Lord was quietly watching over me far below.
He was keeping me safe and secure
As I continued on my little adventure
Of exploring this peaceful forest of greenery
Where occasional birds musically tweeted.
So indeed this quiet stroll through the trees came to be
A sweet memory that has remained inside of me.
A quiet stroll through
The emerald trees becomes a
Treasured memory.
Friday Verse Journal Matthew 6:25-27
“Do not worry,”
The Lord quietly told me.
“Remember I am God, the Lord Almighty.
Do not worry,”
The Lord comforted the spirit within me,
“and I am your friend for eternity.
“Do not worry,”
The Lord continued to comfort me,
“and do not fear the darkness in the eve
When the sun drops below the distant trees
And the night dawns darkening the vast sky
While you try to sleep until the morning light.
I will stay in your heart and forever by your side;
And I am always with you as your life guide.
So do not worry
When rain and clouds are all you see.
As you awake peering out the window
And see in dismay what you fear most.
Remember instead and do not fear
I am with you; I am here.
Focus on now; focus on today
Lean on me as I lead you the way.
Do not worry about tomorrow
Or be troubled and filled with sorrow.
Let me walk with you and be your friend
Today, and every tomorrow into everlasting.”
Matthew 6:25-27 (Holy Bible New International Version):
“Therefore do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothes? And look at the birds of the air. They do not sow or reap or store away in barns and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?”
Poetry 201 Day 3: Skin, Prose Poem, and Internal Rhyme
A Day in the Sun
Skin; that external organ which covers my entire human body; it cleverly contains some small openings so that I can hear, taste, smell, and see. My skin is pale white and even paler under florescent light. How I sometimes do wish, I wasn’t as white as a fish. Certainly more sunshine would be good for me. Stay outdoors a little more during those sunlit hours and soak more of that sunshine into me; and let it cover my head to my feet. On a bright and beautiful day with the sunlight brightening the way, I did try to take some extra time and venture more outside. I wandered along the county road passing houses, a church, and the new high school. I traveled to a nearby gym, walked on a track, pedaled on an exercise bike, and considered taking a swim. Then I wandered back outside. Back into the glistening and warm sunlight which has brightened the sea blue sky. Deep inside I rejoiced as I felt gladness at this choice of spending this day outside being exposed to nature and the soothing sunshine. I traveled along the road again at a leisurely pace and not really wanting my journey to end; there is no need to race. I heard the wind in the swaying trees and my bare skin was tantalized by the softly flowing breeze. In the spring if I am lucky enough, I might pass by a lilac bush, and oh how its aroma gives my senses such a rush. With the soft touch, my exposed skin feels the flower’s velvety coolness. Happily I tarried along the way not wanting to miss the warmth of this day. For the sun’s reaching, transparent beams have engulfed my arms, my legs, and all of my bare skin from my head to my feet. Feeling satisfied and pleased, I think to myself, “how, I have had some warm sunshine covering me, and soon I’ll have a fine tan: I can’t wait to see.” But lo, oh no that is not what I see. I looked into the mirror and much to my shock and horror; I am now as red as can be with my sunburned skin peeling most embarrassingly. Oh, woe is me!
Solo Journey
“Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.”
Hebrews 13:5 Holy Bible NIV
Each new day I face the unknown
Seemingly all by myself; all alone.
I follow a path I can’t fully see
Where danger sometimes eludes me.
It is an ongoing trek into the future;
A solo journey I continue to endeavor.
Since my youth, I have been walking this path
And only the Lord knows how long it will last.
I try to travel in sweet content and joyfulness
Trying to remember God is near, and through him I’m blessed.
But some days are harder to strain and see
The love and goodness that the Lord is showing me.
I sometimes miss the sun and rainbows in life
As I face obstacles and endure strife.
Because I’m too worried and too wrapped in deep doubt
As if I’ve been swallowed by a thick, foreboding thundercloud.
I stumble in the pit of that deep dark night
Yearning to see a comforting and glowing light.
Something to rekindle my lost and trampled hope;
Someone to help me rise with courage and cope.
I stumble around as my mind and heart cannot see
And then fall down ever so continuously.
Finally, I pause to rest and lo, I find a friend
For Jesus had come seeking me yet again.
For in this world of worry I can find peace
When I stop to remember Jesus is with me.
For he promises to never ever leave
And that no one can snatch me from thee.
Out of the darkness I emerge again
Seeing the rainbows and the sun.
So as I continue this solo journey on my own,
I’m again reminded that I am not really all alone.
Ode to Jesus my Savior on this New Day
Ode to Jesus my Savior on this bright new day,
A new morning of hope beneath a glorious sun.
While earth is gently touched by its’ gleaming rays
As a sign that God desires to kindly bless everyone.
For beneath the rising sun’s fair brilliance and warmth,
We can reach out to grasp and hold onto everlasting hope.
As when we’re kept warm in a frigid winter near a fireside hearth,
We live in peace and safety under the eyes of God’s watchful scope.
Because within the Lord’s provision, his loving plan,
He devised the only way to perfectly save
The sinful and often hurting man
Through his own Son Jesus whose life on the cross he gave.
Now with the unquenchable hope of a never ending tomorrow,
We can live today free of pain, oppressing fear, and lasting sorrow.
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